Yes...last night I had a visit from "Jimmy".
The Jimmy legs.
You know...restless legs? I remember the Seinfeld episode where Kramer's girlfriend had "the jimmy legs" and she kicked him in her sleep. heh.
Between Mo coughing half the night, my jimmy legs, and having difficulty falling asleep initially, I had a pretty rough night. At least I had some very nice dreams to comfort me when I did sleep. So at least it wasn't all bad. I didn't make it out for a run this morning, though. Ah well...not every day can be golden.
Hopefully that stinkin' Jimmy won't come back again tonight. I hate that guy.
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